Chasing His Substitute Lover Back Novels & Stories

She kept scrolling, found more articles that all said variations of the same thing—heartbroken ex-wife seeks validation through dangerous comeback, woman scorned returns to racing after billionaire husband moves on, Jayda Marlowe's cry for help on the racetrack. None of them understood. None of them knew she was dying. None of them realized that race had been about reclaiming herself before she ran out of time, not about proving anything to anyone except the woman staring back at her in the mirror.

“Didn’t know you upgraded overnight.” His smirk sharpened. “Someone had to. Given the company I’m keeping.” “You could’ve kept better company with Miss Tall and Perfect in a hotel—which I suggested—but here you are, with me, after you drove her away. I was really shocked, Chase not banging a hot girl, saying he’s interested in someone else. That’s new.” “Oh, right, you eavesdropped.” He said. “Oh no, I didn’t eavesdrop. Thin walls, remember.”

Do you turn down your miracles? Chase Davies is a man of principles. He's never been to a strip club before, but his scheming cousin coaxes him, and now he's here. His plan? Sit in a corner and wait till it's all over, but the tempting hot waitress dressed as a school girl sets his pants on fire. He must have her. He can't afford to leave without her. ---------- 1: Cathy.

I grunted and watched him shake. “I’m sorry, master. I just thought….” He paused, clearing his throat. “I suggest you try to win her over instead so she doesn't hate you.” He did have a point. “Find out who her man is, what he isn't doing for her, what he does for her. And everything about him.” I ordered and watched him nod. To get her to come back, I needed to take her lover out of the picture. Bribe him. Ruin him. Anything to get my desired result.

He was a scheming and unfathomable man. Every word he said seemed to have a purpose. And every word he said would fall into a trap he set carefully. "There are many girls in the world who are better than me. You don't have to pay all your attention on me. After all I have already... Got married. " "Are you in love with him?" He tensed up his face. This question had been bothering him all the time, making him nervous and unable to sleep or eat. That man was too excellent. He was afraid that she would fall in love with him. "It has nothing to do with love. He doesn't love me and I don't love him either, but..." She lowered her eyes which showed a sad shadow on her white eyelids. Some marriage

Unknown POV My love, you have to come back to me wherever you run I will chase you I am going to destroy you just like you destroyed me I was changing myself for your love but you make me very very sad and mad my love. I am coming back to make you come back with me to make you scared Just like in the past you were screaming and crying I’m just little torture my love ha ha ha you are going to pay for what you have done to me and your ******* husband is going to lost his wife the one whom I love first he’s snatched up now it’s my turn to snatched you away from that *******bastard. “Do you know that your so-called husband is finding me so that he can protect you from me?

I always imagine myself being kissed by him and I forgot that he will never love me. All this time, I thought we were something. I thought he already loved me. I'm just assuming things, now he's in front of me, mad at me. I can't stand seeing myself treated like trash, I stand up and gather some strength to finally left our home. I consider myself his wife the moment I married him, but it felts like he never treated me the way he should treat his wife. I touch my tummy, Baby it's alright we can live without your father. I've gone enough, he's being too much. I'm sorry but I did my best, I'm already tired of chasing after him.

“Hunter, what the hell’s going on with you? Tonight’s the wedding, and the alpha’s announcing the new alpha. You need to pick a mate.” Hunter jerked away. “Dad, stop. Just stop. There’s only one mate for me, Chloe. I’m not giving up on her. Got it? Let him name someone else. I don’t give a damn.” He turned and stormed inside, poured himself a drink, and knocked it back in one go. Then it hit him, the woman in the deep bayou. It’d been over a week. He changed quickly, got in his car, and drove off. He parked and walked the rest of the way.

His eyes were as cold as ice, as if they were going to freeze her to death. Lena's body stiffened, and now she finally realized that her decision to find a substitute for herself had completely angered the well-mannered Hunter. She stood in place, watching the car slowly drive through the large iron gate, suddenly feeling very regretful. Hunter's unforgettable crush passed away many years ago, and he has never sought out another woman. He even visits her grave, his love for her transcending all worldly definitions. To find a replacement would be an insult to his loyalty.